No Call, No Reply (Stripped Sessions) - Nightly

Lyrics by：Jonathan David Capeci/Joseph Beretta/Keith Varon/McKay Stevens

Composed by：Jonathan David Capeci/Joseph Beretta/Keith Varon/McKay Stevens

A plane watching all the passing cars

Just stay you know this isn't who you are

No trace I loved you Sydney from the start

But I can't go on like this

Every night all of my head

Wishing you'd send a sign

Don't you know that I cannot read your mind

All that you say all of this mess

We could just leave behind

Don't you know that I cannot read your mind

Can you tell me is it me

All the secrets that you keep

'Cause I got nothing I got nothing

And now after all this time you still

Leave me out to dry

Hearing nothing

No call no reply

I'll wait swear that I don't wanna fight

I'll take throw away my foolish pride

I hate I hate I hate

I see it in your brother's eyes

But I wish I could hear it from you

Every night all of my head

Wishing you'd send a sign

Don't you know that I cannot read your mind

All that you say all of this mess

We could just leave behind

Don't you know that I cannot read your mind

Can you tell me is it me

All the secrets that you keep

'Cause I got nothing I got nothing

And now after all this time you still

Leave me out to dry

Hearing nothing

No call no reply

No call it's your reply

No call it's your reply